Thank you for coming back. I understand that many of my recent posts are not in the least amusing. I've temporarily lost my flow, people, that thing that makes work gratifying. I think this might be because I'm spending all of my time watching and rewatching Rock of Love with Bret Michaels. Help me.
Help me stop rooting for Heather.
Help me stop watching Bret, who is a rocker yes, but also a womanizing gossip who should have stopped Heather from getting his name tattooed her neck.
Help me to cease coveting Jes's hair and getting drawn in by what Bret is looking for in a lady. (That list includes an interest in rocking, in motorcross, in football, in partying, and in "passion" generally.)
Help me remember that I wasn't into Poison the first time around.
Help me with the stray thoughts that wander into my mind, like "I wonder what Sam is doing now."
Help me to get off the Internet, so I'll be unable to answer that Sam is finishing up her Master's degree.
I'm afraid it's too late for this series. But I have to conquer this problem before Flavor of Love Season III starts. I have work to do.